You are out on your own
You got yourself free
Have you been caught by the offshore breeze?

You are out on your own,
Am I getting you down?
Hey, I don't want to get you down

All these beautiful things
You are waiting for,
They slumber on the ocean floor

To very strange things
I am host
Where will you be when you need me most?

You are burning it now,
You are burning it now
I have piled it all up, it is burning now

I hope you are well
And your sleep will be sweet
Among bivalves and sea anemones